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Mary Magdeline Lyrics

Artist: David Allan Coe
Album: Texas Moon

She walks the streets in silenceTill the early morning lightDaytime never sees herShes a lady of the night

Some say that her professionIs a low down dirty shameAnd some folks say shes just some hippie chickThats half insane

She talked to me about someone she called The Son of ManShe told me things I wasn't quite prepared to understandPerhaps she was a vision of delirium I seenThis prostitute I meet last night named Mary Magdeline

His dad had been a PreacherQuoted scriptures from his headDisbelief was on his faceEspecially when I said

She talked to me about someone she called The Son of ManShe told me things I wasn't quite prepared to understandPerhaps she was a vision of delirium I seenThis prostitute I meet last night named Mary Magdeline

With hepatitis eyelidsI went tripping down the streetThe local Catholic missionOffered rest for weary feet

The Priest heard my confessionWhile his breath smelled just like wineHe gave me the impressionI was waisting sacred time

He talked to me about someone he called The Son of ManHe told me things I wasn't quite prepared to understandHe talked to me of vision and things he'd seen in dreamsAnd he talked about a prostitute named Mary Magdeline

He talked to me about someone he called The Son of ManHe told me things I wasn't quite prepared to understandPerhaps it was a vision of delirium I seenThat prostitute I meet last night called Mary Magdeline